That's a good one for your book Alexie. It teaches... something so many need, and we all need to be reminded of when living among concrete. Concrete, unlike stone, absorbs our beings in its pores, moves our breath into tubes and ever so slowly absorbs our lives. We all need to be reminded from time to time to breathe in our Mother and exhale her own life-giving blood. Reciprocity. It is the way of our future. Thank you for this.
During COVID, I fell deeper into the "mild" depression that had plagued me for all of my life. I sought and found relief for myself AND my loved ones. I also found myself in a weekly Zoom book club comprised of 6 men, some of whom I knew from men's work I was working with. Over the years, we have read nonfiction books by a variety of authors that exposed us to ways of thinking and being that opened our minds (dare I say "woke!?) The more we read, the more we find the underlying thread of oneness that runs through this creation (my belief) that we all live in. BREATHE!!!!
Sherman, I love that you record some of your offerings to us. Selfish as I am, I wish you'd do them all. ;-) I love this poem, yet one more proof that we are all related. Thank you for sharing this poem.
THank you. There is something special about hearing the poem as the writer hears it in their head. I feel like you have such a strong voice in your writing that I think that I can hear you when I read your poems, but it is a gift to have the "full experience" from time to time.
A request: Sometime, please share a poem that you have worked on for a few years and share the different versions. Perhaps even the notes you made to yourself about what wasn't working and why you decided to make a change.
That's a good one for your book Alexie. It teaches... something so many need, and we all need to be reminded of when living among concrete. Concrete, unlike stone, absorbs our beings in its pores, moves our breath into tubes and ever so slowly absorbs our lives. We all need to be reminded from time to time to breathe in our Mother and exhale her own life-giving blood. Reciprocity. It is the way of our future. Thank you for this.
I fell out of my chair with this one, the words went straight to the marrow!
During COVID, I fell deeper into the "mild" depression that had plagued me for all of my life. I sought and found relief for myself AND my loved ones. I also found myself in a weekly Zoom book club comprised of 6 men, some of whom I knew from men's work I was working with. Over the years, we have read nonfiction books by a variety of authors that exposed us to ways of thinking and being that opened our minds (dare I say "woke!?) The more we read, the more we find the underlying thread of oneness that runs through this creation (my belief) that we all live in. BREATHE!!!!
When I die I want my ashes spread in the deep forest under ancient old trees.
♥️
Dear Sherman,
Beautiful poem.
I love "The hummingbirds are you and me."
Thank you for sharing as always!
Love
Myq
Wow! Beautiful! I am so excited to read your book.
In the footsteps of… "Walt Whitman, an American, one of the roughs, a kosmos,
Disorderly fleshy sensual . . . . eating drinking and breeding,
No sentimentalist . . . no stander above men and woemn or apart from them . . . . no more modest than immodest.
Unscrew the locks from the doors!
Unscrew the doors themselves from their jambs!"
As I have written myself - we are totally porous.
Sherman, I love that you record some of your offerings to us. Selfish as I am, I wish you'd do them all. ;-) I love this poem, yet one more proof that we are all related. Thank you for sharing this poem.
Achingly beautiful. I hope it makes it into the book.
Beautiful. Thank you.
This is one of those poems that I will think about for days. Thank you.
I wish more people believed this.
Thank you.
Thank you for this.
THank you. There is something special about hearing the poem as the writer hears it in their head. I feel like you have such a strong voice in your writing that I think that I can hear you when I read your poems, but it is a gift to have the "full experience" from time to time.
A request: Sometime, please share a poem that you have worked on for a few years and share the different versions. Perhaps even the notes you made to yourself about what wasn't working and why you decided to make a change.